A Baby Boy's Letter To His Parents

...saw a few snapshots of aborted babies, remembered an old forwarded email i had but can't find it, so i rewrote it fro memory and added my own tak on it. here goes...


Dear Mommy and Daddy,

How are you doing? I hope and pray that you are both happy and healthy. As for me I'm having fun listening to Jesus' stories all day. You see, He never gets tired no matter how many times i ask him questions about his wonderful stories. I'm really having fun here in Heaven. I can't wait until we all get together again. Jesus said that hopefully soon we will all have a big reunion and if you and Daddy stay nice and good you will be invited to the reunion! I hope you make it, coz...well, i never got to see your faces and I have lots of things I'd like to say and do with both of you. And Jesus knows how much I wanted to meet you and be your son.

Mommy, Daddy, I hope you're not mad at me that I didn't make it. You see, I fought really hard. It was painful, so painful but I really tried my best to make it. I wanted to touch you, live with you and get to know you, but it was too powerful, too painful. I was in a dark but comfortable place, and I felt you Mommy all the time, even though I didn't see you, and I usually heard Daddy's voice too every once in a while. I was confused how I got there but I was just happy to know you were both nearby. Somehow I always felt connected to you both, and Mommy I always felt your presence so strong, we must have really had a good connection Mommy, too bad it didn't last.

Did you know Mommy that I usually felt sad when you were crying? Did you know that I cried with you too? Did you know that it hurt me when you were hurt and it made me happy when you were happy? Daddy, did you know I heard your voice too? I so wanted to see you too Daddy! When I felt my fingers and toes I became so happy because somehow I felt like the time I would see you was coming soon. I was so excited. I tried to sleep nd dream of us all together to while away the time so I don't get overly excited and because the wait was too much.

Sometimes Daddy, I hear you and Mommy yelling, then I felt mommy crying and it made me sad...I hope that right now you are both ok. Mommy, I hope you don't cry as much anymore...I would not want to know you're crying again. It reminds me of the day I left you. You were crying so much that day Mommy, and it made me sad. I worried so much about you both that day, how I wished I could have seen and touched you and made you feel better. That same day the most terrible thing happened. Someone, something came inside that dark place that I was in. It tried to grab me! I did my best to fight it off. But I couldn’t. I remember screaming and calling you for help Mommy. But it seemed you could not hear me. I tried to call you too Daddy but you seemed even farther away. It finally grabbed my arms and started crushing it. It hurt so bad I screamed even louder. But still neither one of you heard me. The pain was so intense but I tried my best to fight it. Then It took hold of my legs and did the same, cracking them little by little and tearing them off my body. How I worried about both of you, Mommy and Daddy, I hoped that thing did not get you too. I knew then that I was not going to make it. I felt myself getting weaker by the second. Though no matter how weak I felt the pain didn’t go away. I did my best to whisper to you Mommy that I love you and to you too Daddy, but I guess my voice was too weak for you to hear. Seconds later I just felt the hurting stop. Then I found myself here, with Jesus. I asked Him who He was and He told me not to worry and that he was my Big Brother. I asked Him if both of you were ok and He said that you were both fine, what a relief I felt! Then I asked Him what happened to me and He said, “Abortion. I’m sorry little brother, I know it hurt but it’s all over now.” I did not exactly understand but I guess that was the name of that evil thing. Please understand Mommy and Daddy that I really wanted to be your son, that I really fought hard even though it was too painful to bear, and most specially that I love you both so much.

I didn’t want to die Mommy. I didn’t want to leave you Daddy. I wanted to have fun with you and put smiles on your faces, make you proud. I wanted to hear your voices, I wanted to feel your love, I wanted to share my love with you as well. I wanted to play basketball and football and soccer and baseball. I wanted to be a doctor. But I guess all that is gone now, same with all my other dreams. I’m sorry really but I wasn’t strong enough to fight Abortion. I knew you were strong enough to fight it though, Mommy and Daddy, I believed in you and I knew that if only you were there, if only you heard my screams, I know you would have come to my rescue and stopped Abortion because you both have the power and the abilities to stop it for me. Alas, you were not able to hear me. But please don’t worry about me anymore, I have lots of friends here, millions of them are like me too, victims of that evil monster, Abortion. One of my friends here said that about 126,000 of the new friends of ours who arrived here in Heaven just yesterday were all victims of that same monster. I’m happy to have more new friends but I’m sad that they had to suffer the same fate I did. Mommy, Daddy, can you please tell everyone to find this monster and stop it?

Anyway, I pray for you everyday. I miss you both and I love you oh so much! Thanks for the fun times Mommy and Daddy, I’m really sorry I didn’t make it. And please do take care.

Hope to see you in the grand reunion! I’ll always be loving you.


Love,

Your Baby Boy

Can't Hold It In Any Longer

Breaking The Silence
(Oh well...)
-=icewulf=-

Apalling.
Stories. Fantasies.
Fabrications. Fabrications.
Inconsistencies. Anomalies

Bothersome.
Insignificant. A pity.
Desperate maneuvers.
Nevertheless, prickly.

Creative.
Elaborate facade.
Vivid projections.
Pranks turned bad.

Deceitful.
Friend or foe?
Whispered "Yes."
Resounding "No."

Exemplary.
Multiple attacks.
Single foe.
Fortified barracks.

Failure.
The inevitable.
All against one.
Still unbeatable.

Gods' play.
Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.
Delusional idiots.
Brains missed and mixed.

Hungry.
For vengeance?
Played for fools again?
There was no such instance.

Ignoramus.
Fitting term.
Retrace your footsteps.
Before you blame, confirm.

Justice.
Hypocrites!
A word unbeknownst to your lot.
Let it go, just quit.

My Reply

Last night, I finally got to reply to Him when he asked me for the third time in the past two weeks.

...And so He stared me right in the eyes, with a mischievous smile on His face. "That much huh?", said He. I felt my cheeks heat up as I blushed. I turned my gaze and looked down at my tightly clenched and cold hands and said, "Yeah, that much."

Paw-etry

Many times have I actually experienced how God uses regular human beings like me, my friends, family and loved ones to inspire, to move and to keep in touch with me.

Sometimes though I get too blinded to see God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit and even Mary working with me through others or even through myself. Let me share though one recent event wherein I felt and saw the grace of the Blessed Mother. An event which rekindled the fire of the Spirit within me and awakened me and reminded me of a covenant I almost forgot about.

I Sat Beside Mary
-=icewulf=-

`Twas early in the afternoon.
The sun was bright and the sky was clear.
Pen and paper I held in my hands.
As I sat on the carpet by a wooden chair.
I had a short day at work
Yet I was tired nonetheless.
And I still had a full day ahead of me
But I did not care less.
For I sat beside Mary
Yes she sat next to me.

I had a storm of problems to think of.
I had bills that had to be paid.
Got issues that needed to be dealt with.
There were people to talk to and things to say.
I had an unkept room
Plus a ton of laundry.
I had an entire house to tidy
Yet I did not worry.
Because I sat beside Mary
Oh how blessed could I be?!

`Twas Good Friday and I was in dismay.
My Brother died that day.
The world was in tears
And all I could do was pray.
Darkness clouded my mind as I thought of His death.
My veins ran dry and my feet were cold and wet.
My guilt filled me up and my heart was heavy.
But I sat beside Mary
And she consoled me,
`He`ll be back this Sunday sweetie.`

~~~~~~~~~~~~



Pards, thanks for being the miracle.

...but I sat beside Mary and she changed me.